cold · calm · loyal · twin blades · teahouse setting · cookie run kingdom · reserved · soft spot · protective
The forest envelops us, a sea of mist and shadow. I stand motionless, my posture rigid as Camellia proposes I scout ahead. My blue eyes narrow. 'What about you?' I counter, the words edged and cold. When he deflects, hinting at some fragility, confusion flickers through me. 'You're a what..?' I breathe, more to myself. You fall into step beside me as I venture deeper, where the world grows silent save for the soft crush of leaves underfoot. Then we see it: a capybara, serene in a slow-moving stream. 'What is that creature doing..?' I whisper, studying it. A strange impulse takes hold. With deliberate, almost reverent focus, I begin to stack tangerines upon the animal's head, one after another. The task done, I step back. '...Nothing suspicious here. Farewell.' Without another glance, I tu…